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“So wet for the enemy”, he taunted, scissoring inside me and stretching my walls.
I moaned, throwing my head back and riding his hand. When he withdrew his fingers, I moaned at the loss. Adrian took his fingers to his mouth and wiped off my juices.
Fuck!
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EROTICA COLLECTION!!!
Sinful Desires (Volume 1)
Ten dangerously addictive steamy romances that will leave you breathless.
From enemies to lovers, bodyguard protectors, CEO obsessions, mafia claims, and passionate vacation affair, Sinful Desires Volume 1 brings together ten standalone romances filled with steam and unforgettable Passion.
You’ll meet…
A bodyguard who can’t stay professional.
A CEO who risks his empire for an intern.
A mafia boss who softens only for one woman
A firefighter who turns healing into desire.
And more.
In the next collection, temptation becomes even more forbidden, desires become more dangerous, and love crosses lines it was never supposed to touch.
If you thought Volume 1 was sinful, you’re not ready for what comes next so get ready because the sins only grow darker from here…
Sinful Desires (Volume 1) Chapter 1 Book 1: Enemies in the Boardroom (1)
Episode 1 – First Clash, First Spark
Camila’s POV
I, Camila Reyes, fucking hated Adrian Hale with every fibre in my body.
It was already bad enough that we worked together. Even worse whenever we were mandated to exist in the same space together. Like now.
The boardroom at Apex Dynamics was perched on the 47th floor of the building and that gave me an opportunity to stare out at the panoramic view of the city skyline while Adrian Hale prepared to give his aggressive-not-strategic proposal.
A file containing his agenda was shared and it was finally dropped in front of me.
I occupied my seat with poise, my tailored black blazer hugging my curves while the pencil skirt I had on rode just high enough to hint at my toned legs.
My hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail, and my full lips were pressed into a thin line as I reviewed the agenda.
Adrian stood at the head of the table with a presence that commanded attention. Not mine though.
He was tall and broad-shouldered, filling out his charcoal suit like it was custom-forged for battle. The battle we always seemed to be caught in. His jaw was set and his calculating blue eyes scanned the room with intensity.
“Gentlemen…and ladies”, he added in a smooth voice, nodding towards me. I frowned. “Our expansion into the Asian market demands bold moves”.
He paused. “We acquire the subsidiary outright, integrate their assets, and cut redundancies by thirty percent. No half-measures. This isn’t a partnership, it’s dominance”.
Murmurs rippled through the executives with some who favoured Adrian’s aggressive style nodding, while there were uneasy shifts from the others who were aligned with my more measured approach.
As he went on, I waited in order to let the silence build while my pen tapped rhythmically against my notepad.
When Adrian’s gaze locked onto mine, it was like a spark of molten hatred that simmered there. The years of rivalry we shared boiled beneath the surface…stolen promotions, undercut deals, and so much more.
But something else flickered there too. It was a dangerous undercurrent that made my pulse quicken against my will.
Was it desire?
No. I shook my head and shoved the thought away.
It was just the thrill of our combat.
Yes, that was it. Nothing else. Especially not desire.
Eww.
“With all due respect, Adrian”. I interjected him, my voice cutting through like a sharp blade.
I rose to my feet for emphasis, slightly shielding the sunlight that sliced through the floor-to-ceiling windows from casting sharp shadows across the polished mahogany table where the executive team sat.
All eyes were now on me.
It’s show time.
I gave Adrian a sly smirk while he stared daggers at me, daring me to say a word.
Oh I loved a good challenge.
Dare accepted.
I leaned forward, palms flat on the mahogany which made my blouse strain slightly over my breasts. “Your plan is a house of cards.You speak of acquiring outright? You’ll alienate key talents, trigger regulatory scrutiny, and tank our stock by quarter’s end”.
I paused briefly, my chest rising and falling “We’ve seen this before. Your domination in the European rollout that cost us millions in lawsuits”.
My eyes bored into his. My determination to be unyielding made the air between us thicken with unspoken tension.
Adrian’s lips curled into a smirk but his molten eyes darkened with intensity. He stepped closer to my side of the table and towered over me before gesturing dismissively.
“Mila Reyes, always the voice of caution with fear disguised as wisdom, isn’t it? If we play it your way…slow and collaborative, we’ll be eating their dust while they lap up market share”.
His eyes briefly dropped to my lips before meeting my stern eyes once more. “The board expects results, not excuses”. His words dropped in condescension but his proximity sent an unwelcome shiver down my spine while the scent of his cologne…woody and masculine, invaded my space.
The room tensed and executives exchanged glances as the debate escalated. I shook my head. I wasn’t backing down.
“Results?”. I shot back. “Your shortcuts are why we’re hemorrhaging talent. I challenge you to show one successful acquisition under your watch that didn’t end in cleanup”.
I held his gaze, refusing to blink, the hatred was palpable yet laced with that electric pull. His chest rose and fell, then he leaned in.
“Challenge accepted”. His voice lowered just for my ears amid the murmurs. “But you know deep down, you crave the fight because it’s the only time you feel alive”.
The words hung heavy while our eye contact seemed like a battlefield where loathing warred with something else I didn’t know of. Maybe something I didn’t want to know of after all.
Adrian walked back to the front and I sat down while the meeting dragged on. Votes were split but the undercurrent between Adrian and I overshadowed the agenda.
As the executives filed out, they shook hands while murmuring about follow-ups. I gathered my files deliberately in a bid to buy time. By the time I made it to the doorway, Adrian appeared, blocking my exit.
“We need to talk” he said in a low voice that was laced with a dangerous tension that made my stomach twist.
He didn’t wait for a response. Instead, he turned on his heel towards the adjacent conference room, expecting me to follow.
Very much against my better judgement, I followed with the click of my heels echoing against the polished tiles.
As soon as I entered, the door shut behind us with a soft thud. Adrian rounded me, backing me against the wall with his body. His body was not touching mine but it was close enough for me to feel the heat rolling off him.
“You think you can undermine me in front of the board? Emasculate me like that?”. His voice was low and dangerous.
His breath fanned my face while stormy eyes looked deep into mine. His jaw clenched so tight I could see the muscle tick.
My heart hammered as anger surged to mask the traitorous warmth that pooled low in my belly.
“Undermine?”. I scoffed. “I call it truth. You’re reckless, Adrian. Always have been”.
I pushed at his chest, but my hands lingered a second too long on the firm planes of muscle beneath his hurt, betraying me.
He caught my wrists and pinned them above my head with one large hand, his body pressing flush against mine. The contact was electric as his hard thigh slotted between my legs, the bulge in his pants brushing my hip.
“Reckless? Like you, shoving your way into every deal, fighting dirty because you can’t win fair”. His free hand instantly grabbed my hip, fingers digging into the flesh possessively while he pulled my closer until my breasts crushed against his chest.
Our breaths mingled as the hatred twisted into something primal. My lips parted to retort or even curse him out but the words died as his mouth descended, capturing mine in an intense, breath-stealing kiss.
It wasn’t gentle in any way. It was a clash with his tongue invading, demanding surrender while
his teeth nipped my lower lip hard enough to draw a gasp from me.
I fought back, biting him in return. Oh, we did prioritize revenge over here. My body arched into his own despite myself and my hips was grinding instinctively against his thigh.
My nipples hardened against the fabric of my blouse, and a slick ache built in my core as his grip tightened on my hips enough to bruise.
He groaned into my mouth, the sound vibrating through me while his thick cock twitched insistently against my belly. His hand slid up my thigh, bunching my skirt as his fingers teased the edge of my panties.
As soon as that happened, reality came crashing down. I wrenched my head away and shoved him back with all my strength.
“What the hell was that?”. I snapped, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. My cheeks were flushed and my breath came in short bursts.
But I couldn’t ignore the fact that my pussy throbbed with unmet need. I instantly locked it down and straightened my clothes.
Adrian stepped back, adjusting his tie. His eyes were still dark with lust I was so sure he refused to acknowledge.
“Nothing. Nothing happened”. His voice was rough and dismissive but the tension that lingered could not be ignored.
I stormed past him, “Damn right it didn’t”. Then I walked out and slammed the door shut.
But as I stride down the hall towards the elevator, the phantom press of his lips against mine burned so much but I shoved it aside.
“This war is far from over”.
Sinful Desires (Volume 1) Chapter 2 Enemies in the Boardroom (2)
Episode 2 – Forced Partnership
Camila’s POV
The floor where my team, the strategy team of Apex Dynamics stayed, buzzed with the aftermath of the board meeting when I arrived.
Of course they had gotten a whip of what happened. Whispers slithered through the cubicles but as soon as they saw me, everywhere fell quiet.
I strode towards my office with my heels clicking sharply against the marble while my mind still replayed that forbidden kiss with Adrian Hale.
I shoved the memory down and made sure to focus on the merger proposal I would counter with later. But before I could reach my door, a notification pinged on my phone.
I checked only to see an email that I was summoned to the Chairwoman’s suite. Immediately.
I made a turn back to the elevator to the penthouse corner office where the iron-fisted chairwoman of Apex Dynamics, Eleanor Voss, occupied. She was a silver-haired woman in her sixties.
The penthouse corner office was minimalist luxury with views that dwarfed the city below. That was to say it was on the top floor.
I entered the office to find Adrian already there, leaning against the window with arms crossed and his posture rigid. He turned and our eyes met briefly, hatred simmering underneath.
I looked away and walked towards Eleanor’s desk, settling into the chair opposite it.
She steepled her fingers, staring at Adrian and I with a gaze as sharp as a scalpel. “The Asian expansion isn’t just a line item”. She started. “It’s a billion-dollar merger that could redefine us. I heard about you two today”.
I should’ve expected this. But my banter with Adrian wasn’t new.
Eleanor’s gaze fell on me. “Camila, your precision cuts through the noise”. Then she looked at Adrian. “Adrian, your boldness drives the charge. You challenge each other, and push boundaries. That’s not weakness, it’s synergy”.
She paused briefly. “You’re both smart, rational thinkers who won’t let ego blind you to the details. So you’re co-leading this. Effective immediately”.
My stomach dropped. “Co-lead? With him?”. My voice was laced with disbelief that the words escaped before I could rein them in.
Adrian straightened, his jaw tightening. “This is a joke, right? She’s the reason half our deals stall in committee”.
Eleanor raised a hand, silencing us. “It’s not a suggestion. It’s an order. So prove me right…or you’ll both answer to the board. Dismissed”.
Her tone held no argument, and with a nod, she turned back to her screens.
Just as the both of us made for the door, we heard Eleanor again.
“Reyes? Hale? Dinner reservation has been made for the both of you to discuss business. Details will be sent via email”.
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The elevator ride down was torture.
The confined space amplified the tension so to ease that, I kept my back to Adrian and stared at the descending numbers. But I could feel his stare burning a hole at the back of my head.
When the doors finally opened, just as I was about walking out, he grabbed my elbow in a way that was gentle yet firm then he steered me toward his office.
“We need to hash this out. Now”.
I yanked my arm free, following him inside out of sheer fury. Then the door clicked shut behind us. Adrian’s office was all sleek lines and dark wood, showcasing a masculine domain that mirrored how he was. He rounded his desk and tossed files aside while I paced, my skirt swishing against my thighs.
“Co-lead? This is sabotage”. I spat, whirling to face him. “You’ll bulldoze through every safeguard I put up, just to prove your point. We can’t work together”.
My cheeks were flushed with anger, my breasts heaving slightly under my blouse as I closed the distance, jabbing a finger at his chest.
“You’re a liability”.
Adrian caught my hand mid-air. His grip was warm and unyielding but he pulled my closer until mere inches separated us. The air seemed to crackle and his cologne wrapped around my olfactory sense.
“And you’re a roadblock, Camila. Always second-guessing and diluting the win. If we don’t align now, Voss will bench us both”. His voice dropped gravelly while blue eyes…fire locked onto my dark storm.
I twisted my wrist but he held fast, our bodies aligning closely. Heat radiated from him, his chest brushing mine with each breath while the hard line of his thigh pressed against my hip.
“Align? With you? I’d rather lose the deal than compromise my integrity”. My voice was low and my free hand flattened against his abdomen. I meant to push, but my hand molded to the ridges of muscle instead, sending a jolt straight to my core.
Adrian’s breath hitched and his fingers tightened on my wrist as he backed me step by step towards the office door. “Integrity? Or fear of losing control?”.
He loomed over me, his free hand planted on the door beside my head in a bid to cage me in. Our faces were so close I could see the flecks of gray in his eyes and I could feel the warmth of his exhale on my lips.
The proximity was suffocating that my nipples peaked against my bra and a traitorous dampness gathered between my legs. I shut them tightly.
“That’s rich, coming from the man who charges in blind”, I hissed, my body betraying my words by leaning into his touch. Fuck! The tension snapped like a taut wire and before I knew what was happening, Adrian’s mouth crashed down on mine in a way that was fierce and demanding.
There was no hesitation, just raw impulse.
God, I hated it.
His lips bruised mine as his tongue thrusted past my teeth to claim every inch of my mouth. I could taste coffee and I hoped he could taste my fury.
I gasped into the kiss and my hands fisted his shirt, yanking him closer as I kissed him back with equal ferocity. I bit his lower lip, drawing a growl from deep in his throat. In turn, he retaliated by grinding his hips forward, his thick cock pressing insistently against my belly through his slacks.
The door rattled as he pinned me fully, with one leg hooking around mine to slot his thigh between my thighs, and rubbing it against my aching pussy.
My fingers dug into his shoulders with my nails scraping him, while his hand released my wrist to tangle in my ponytail enough to tug my head back and expose my neck.
He broke the kiss to nip at my jaw, sucking hard enough to mark while his other hand slid down to cup my ass. He gave the firm flesh a squeeze before pulling me tighter against his erection.
I moaned, low and involuntary with my hips bucking to chase the friction while my clit throbbed as wetness soaked my panties.
Adrian’s mouth returned to mine, devouring and our tongues duelled in a slick heated battle. He rocked against me, making the rigid length of his dick slide up my mound. My breasts crushed against him, my nipples scraping deliciously with every nerve in me alight with forbidden need.
The world narrowed to his taste, his scent, and the dangerous pull that had simmered for years that now exploded.
But fury clawed through the haze as I shoved at his chest with both hands, breaking the kiss and leaving me with slick, swollen lips.
We were both panting, our foreheads nearly touching. My eyes were wide with shock and self-loathe. “Get off me”. I snarled in a hoarse voice, shoving past him to straighten my skirt, while my thighs were still slick with arousal I ignored.
Adrian staggered back, raking a hand through his hair with his cock straining visibly against his zipper.
No questions on how I knew that.
“This…we can’t…”. He cut himself off, turning away with clenched fists. “It didn’t happen. Again”.
But the lie hung heavy over us as did the tension of whatever just happened.
I stormed to the door, yanking it open while my pulse thundered. “Stay out of my way, Adrian. Or next time, I won’t stop at pushing”.
Then I fled down the hall, furious with him and myself for the ache that lingered in between my legs.
Sinful Desires (Volume 1) Chapter 3 Enemies in the Boardroom (3)
Camila’s POV
I walked into the opulent dining room of the Grand Elysium Hotel that gleamed under crystal chandeliers.
Each flicker of the crystal chandeliers casted golden halos on the white linens and polished silverware.
My black sheath dress hugged my curves like a second skin, and the neckline dipped just low enough to tease the swell of my breasts.
I spotted Adrian at a secluded corner table, his broad shoulders filling out a tailored navy suit and his tie loosened slightly as if he’d already been battling demons.
He turned and our eyes locked across the room. Instantly, the memory of his mouth on mine against the office door the previous day flashed unbiddenly in my mind.
I squared my shoulders and approached the table, then slid into the seat opposite him with deliberate grace. I couldn’t have him knowing my mind still reeled from the kiss.
I looked at the table, to find table reservation tags.
‘Camila Reyes’
– Managing director, Strategy
Apex Dynamics
I didn’t need to look at the tag on Adrian’s side to know it was something like this…
‘Adrian Hale’
– CFO, Apex Dynamics
“You’re late”, Adrian said in a low rumble then with a raise of his hand, he signaled the waiter while his gaze raked over my exposed collarbone.
“By your standards, maybe”, I shot back crossing my legs under the table, causing my heel to brush his calf accidentally…or not. “Or are you just eager to get this over with so you can steamroll the merger without my input?”.
He leaned forward, elbows on the table to close the distance. The sommelier walked over and poured a deep red cabernet into both our glasses. Adrian raised his glass and so did I, then he clinked his against mine.
“To synergy, Camila. Or whatever Voss thinks we have”. His lips curved in a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes but the way his thumb stroked the stem of the glass sent an unwelcome heat pooling in my belly.
I sipped the wine which was tart on my tongue, mirroring the bite in my tone. “Synergy implies cooperation. You’d rather conquer than collaborate. Like that aggressive timeline you proposed… rushing the Asian expansion risks regulatory blowback. We need phased integration, not your kamikaze approach”.
Adrian’s foot nudged mine under the table in a deliberate press that lingered. “Phased? That’s code for stalling. The market’s volatile. We strike hard and fast, or competitors eat our lunch”.
His eyes dropped to my mouth as I set down my glass and suddenly, the air thickened with unspoken challenges. “Afraid of a little risk, Reyes? Or just afraid of me calling your bluff?”.
My pulse quickened and my nipples tightened against the lace of my bra. I leaned in, my breath mingling with his. “Bluff? I’m the one safeguarding the billion-dollar pot. You’re the hothead who’d burn it all for a quick win”.
My fingers brushed his when I reached to touch the table name tag, causing a spark to jump at the contact.
“Tell me, Hale, is that how you operate everywhere? Charge in, take what you want, and damn the consequences?”.
His jaw clenched but his free hand grazed my knee under the tablecloth. It was a feather-light touch yet it made my thighs clench. “Only when the prize is worth it”. He said.
The waiter arrived with appetizers. I had received an email for the reservation the previous day and had gone over the menu, placing orders on all the course of meals I would have.
I didn’t know what Adrian ordered because I didn’t order an appetizer.
But judging from the Seared scallops glistening with butter, I knew it was Adrian’s pick. He speared one, holding it out on a fork to me.
“Try this. It’s bold, like my strategy. Might loosen that iron grip of yours”.
I parted my lips, taking a bite from his fork and my tongue flicked out to catch a drip of sauce, making his gaze darken as it fixed on the motion.
“Mmm, decadent”. I chewed slowly. “But overindulgence leads to regret”. I said, sliding my foot up his ankle in retaliation. “Like pushing too far in negotiations. We compromise on the supply chain clauses, or I walk”.
Adrian’s hand slid higher on my thigh, fingers splaying possessively. “Compromise? I’d rather you bend”.
He withdrew his hand as the mains arrived- Fillet mignon for him, and Salmon for me. But the damage was already done as my core was aching with traitorous need.
We dissected the deal over bites with both our words as sharp as knives. I advocated for ethical sourcing in the expansion but he countered with profit margins that demanded cuts. Each jab landed like foreplay as our bodies inches close enough for our knees to knock and our breaths to sync.
“You fight dirty”, he murmured during dessert which was a chocolate lava cake that we shared. His spoon dipped into the molten center of it before he offered it to me. On his spoon.
“And you love it”, I whispered, sucking the chocolate from the spoon with a challenging gaze. “Admit it, this merger’s just an excuse to spar with me”.
Adrian was silent for the remainder of our meal. It seemed to me like his control had frayed because when we were done, he paid the bill swiftly using the company card.
“Car’s waiting”. He said in a rough voice before we exited the hotel building into the cool night.
Outside, the hotel’s valet summoned the sleek black limo, chauffeured as per company policy. The driver held the door and I entered first into the plush leather backseat while Adrian entered through the other side.
Once the driver was in, the partition rose with a soft whir, sealing us in privacy. Then the engine purred to life and the vehicle started moving, causing city lights to blur past.
Soon, the space between us crackled as Adrian turned to me. His hand instantly captured my chin. “That mouth of yours…”.
I just surged forward, crashing my lips against his in a kiss that exploded with pent-up fury. There was no gentleness in it but clashing teeth and tongues battling as I straddled his lap, hiking my dress up my thighs.
His hands gripped my hips, yanking me down onto the hard bulge straining his pants.
“Fuck, Camila”, he growled against my neck, nipping at the skin as I ground against him.
My wet pussy was already soaking through my thong onto his slacks.
Taking my hands down, I fumbled with his zipper and freed his thick, veiny cock that throbbed in my palm. “Shut up and fuck me”, I demanded, stroking the length firmly while my thumb circled the slick head that was already dripping of pre cum.
Adrian groaned, shoving my thong aside just to thrust two fingers into my dripping cunt. He started pumping deep and curling his fingers to hit a spot that made me arch.
“So wet for the enemy”, he taunted, scissoring inside me and stretching my walls.
I moaned, throwing my head back and riding his hand. When he withdrew his fingers, I moaned at the loss. Adrian took his fingers to his mouth and wiped off my juices.
Fuck!
I rose up a bit and positioned his cock at my entrance so I could sink down inch by inch. Soon, he filled me completely that the stretch burned deliciously as I bottomed out, my clit grinding against his pelvic bone.
The car swayed with traffic, adding to the rhythm. I bounced on him, my breasts heaving as his mouth latched onto a nipple through my dress, sucking hard enough to make me cry out.
Adrian’s hips snapped up, fucking into me with brutal precision, one hand tangling in my hair to yank my head back in order to expose my throat for his bites.
“Take it, you stubborn bitch”, he rasped, his free hand slapping my ass, making the sting to heighten every thrust.
My pussy clenched around him, and I could feel my juices coating his balls as they slapped against me. I clawed his shoulders, nails digging in as I chased the edge.
“Harder”, I gasped, rolling my hips to take him deeper. The car’s motion amplified the plunge and Adrian obliged, pounding up into me with his cock dragging along my sensitive inner walls.
Sweat slicked both our skins and the air was heavy with musk and moans. My orgasm soon hit like a wave, my pussy spasming and milking him as I shuddered, biting into the fabric covering his shoulder blades to muffle my scream.
He followed seconds later, burying himself to the hilt and flooding me with hot cum that pulsed deep inside. We both stilled, panting while my forehead was against his and reality came crashing in immediately.
I slowly slid off him, righting my dress with trembling hands while avoiding his eyes. Adrian tucked himself away and straightened his tie.
“This… shouldn’t have happened”. His voice was flat, laced with feigned remorse. I was so sure it was feigned.
“It didn’t”, I snapped, scooting to my side of the seat as the limo pulled up to my apartment building. The partition lowered and the driver announced our arrival.
The driver came around the open the door. I exited the car without a backward glance, my heels clicking on the pavement as I stepped down.
“See you at the office, Hale. Strictly business”.
I walked further towards the building before I finally heard the door close. But as the limo pulled away, I looked back, the ache in my pussy and my chest…betrayed the lie.